He's already breathing heavy, making it almost impossible to sustain the kiss. Tony's fingers close over her wrist, pushing her hand down to rest over the front of his shorts, rocking his hips forward in an anything but subtle way. He wants her to feel how much he wants this; and how hard he got from servicing her. "I want to watch now," he huffs against her mouth, turning away for just a second to look into the vanity mirror. His attentions are back on what's in front of him soon enough, both hands leaving hers to reach around her back to unhook her bra, licking at the corner of her lips.